Under Crimson Eyes

"Did it hurt?"
...
"Don't say it" she warns.
(here it comes)
..."when you fell from heaven?"
The highest rate per hour
couldn't conceal the knife pierced
disdain from her eyes.
A slight tilt
and expansion of her pupils
divesting her facade,
as irises tint crimson.
whispers "Heaven is not where I reign..."
Laughing. he strolls away.

*enticing little man...
So oblivious...*

Line after line,
he blurts as he passes.
Each attempt met with
a cool smile.

At 11th strike
she leaves to her car...
paying no mind to
the eyes baring into her back...

.
.
.
.
.
A thrice, knock
knocking at his door.
Sluggish in drowsy partial-sleep
he creaks it open.
Blasted by
glacial winds...
instantly freezing
every pore,
bone and vein
throughout his entire being.

No person to claim the knock.
No body in this hallway.

Seconds passing,
as he attempts to
regain control.
To just. move!

Finally turning back into
his hotel room.
3:00am the clock reminds.
Laying down in bed;
shaking the events.
Curling into the blankets
to thaw his iced body.

Staring into the darkness,
and suddenly bright,
glowing scarlet eyes bare
into his.
Startled! trying to move...
Paralysis has consumed him.
Helpless. Completely.

She lightens the room
a bit.
Basking in treats to come.
As she unrobes,
keeping his attention...

Perfect in form.
demonic in nature
A creature of mystery
with sinister yearnings.

Wearing only her skin now,
straddling this aroused,
yet terrified human.
Slowly she leans down.
Closing in...
to his ear.

With 5 voices
and a hissing undertone,
again she whispers...

...
"On this night.
dark as the dead. with
only muffled air and solid walls
to mock. your pleas.
I have but one request.

...scream."